Chapter 25: Berk, The Mighty Blacksmith

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Sparks sprang from the hammer on the hot iron on top of the anvil. The hammering sound repeated like the sound of a musical instrument that sounded beautiful. The place was shining brightly with hot embers. In that place, a large, tall man was busy working alone. Now and then, he hummed in his deep voice in a low tone. He loved to work alone. He didn’t like company.

Berk was a big, burly man. People thought he was half-human because of his strong and muscular body. His muscular arm looked strong. He loved topless as he pounded his iron hammer against the hot iron on top of the anvil. The sweat dripping down his broad chest and muscular stomach glistened in flames. His workspace was located deep underground, in a mining area, in a naturally formed cave underground.

Berk was a man who didn't talk much and preferred to spend his time forging the magic weapons or tooling that his customers ordered. He was a perfectionist and detailed in designing any we